After getting out of bed, Feng Zhenzhen's cheeks were shy and crimson, and she squirmed and stumbled when she walked, and hurried to the bathroom......

She did her best to shower, wash her hair and change her clothes as fast as she could, and then went downstairs, shuttling between the kitchen and the dining room.

Today, the stock in their refrigerator is really low, only half a tube of noodles, a small handful of greens, and a few duck eggs remain. Seeing this, Feng Zhenzhen immediately made a decision, fried a poached egg for Duan Qingyuan, boiled a large bowl of noodles, and put green vegetables in the middle.

Within half an hour, her masterpiece was officially produced.

Duan Qingyuan was still upstairs and didn't know what to do. She opened her voice and shouted to him as loud as she could, "Hey, it's time to eat......

Hearing her shout, Duan Qingyuan finally came downstairs slowly. At this time, he also got dressed and took a shower, and his whole body looked so refreshing, so clean, and so stylish.

When he walked to the restaurant, Feng Zhenzhen brought the big bowl of noodles and put it on the table.

Duan Qingyuan's face was still gloomy, and when he saw the love lunch that Feng Zhenzhen made for him, although he was in a very sweet mood, he couldn't laugh.

Feng Zhenzhen handed him the chopsticks again, forced a smile, and urged him to say, "Sit, eat, sit down and eat." Aren't you hungry? ”

Duan Qingyuan hesitated for a moment before taking the chopsticks, sat down silently, and started eating.

When he ate, Feng Zhenzhen sat on his side and watched him eat.

Feng Zhenzhen's boiled noodles Duan Qingyuan always loves to eat. Today, as before, he ate quickly and smoothly. So Feng Zhenzhen looked more and more satisfied.

"Have you eaten it?" Realizing that she was staring at herself and smirking, Duan Qingyuan asked lightly.

Feng Zhenzhen also nodded immediately, and took the opportunity to tell him, saying, "Well, I've eaten." At noon, I ate golden horn steak with Zhou Sisi and Bai Xiaoqing. ”

When Duan Qingyuan heard this, he hooked his lips coldly, and muttered very softly, "Golden horn steak ......"

The expression on Feng Zhenzhen's face slowly stiffened and slowly solidified. She didn't know why Duan Qingyuan was muttering like this, was it because he still didn't believe her, or because the steak they ate was of a low grade?

Duan Qingyuan didn't say a word anymore and continued to eat noodles.

In order to break this embarrassment, Feng Zhenzhen pursed her lips again, and then asked him cautiously, "That's right...... In the last two days...... What are you busy with? ”

Duan Qingyuan's characteristic, she also hates it very much, machismo, many bad things are held in her heart alone, and she doesn't share them with her.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Duan Qingyuan did not hesitate, and told her directly, saying, "I am busy with your illness, so I asked a friend of mine who studied medicine." ”

Therefore, Feng Zhenzhen also became extremely nervous, and asked twice in a row, "Oh! So what did your friend say? Does it matter if I'm sick? ”

Duan Qingyuan couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at her again, and patiently comforted her, saying, "Not only does it not matter, but it is also easy to cure, so you don't have to worry about it at all." ”

Unconsciously, Feng Zhenzhen's expression melted again, and her innocent face became as quiet and beautiful as autumn leaves.

She also excitedly said to Duan Qingyuan: "This is great, I don't have to worry about it!" Do you know, at noon today, Zhou Sisi also said that this is infertility, and it is very annoying to treat! ”

Listening to Feng Zhenzhen's words, Duan Qingyuan wanted to laugh again. It's just that he still can't laugh. At this time, Feng Zhenzhen's frankness and ruthlessness also made him feel emotional.

He felt very fortunate that Feng Zhenzhen was neither like Buddha Wuxin nor like Feng Yuliang......

However, at this moment of emotion, his eyebrows suddenly pressed hard, and his eyes suddenly became sharp and dark.

He thought of a very bad point again, that is: Now that Feng Zhenzhen and Buddha Wuxin are getting closer, then those truths are very likely to be exposed soon......

A big bowl of noodles, and in the blink of an eye, there are only a few left. However, Duan Qingyuan stopped eating and eating, which made Feng Zhenzhen feel very wrong.

"What's wrong? Qingyuan ...... "Seeing that Duan Qingyuan was thinking about things, Feng Zhenzhen couldn't help but interrupt his train of thought.

Looking at Feng Zhenzhen again, Duan Qingyuan's eyes contained many complicated things.

And those complicated things also made Feng Zhenzhen's heartbeat accelerate again, especially worried and messy.

Duan Qingyuan asked her again, "Do you like Bu Zhengrong?" ”

For a while, Feng Zhenzhen wrinkled her eyebrows again, very puzzled why Duan Qingyuan asked so.

She still thought in her heart: Now Duan Qingyuan is not pursuing my relationship with Mo Yuechen, but instead investigating my relationship with that uncle, right? He just doesn't believe in me anyway, does he?

"What's wrong? Why are you asking me such a gratuitous and boring question? She didn't answer for the time being, but asked Duan Qingyuan directly.

For a while, Feng Zhenzhen furrowed her eyebrows again, saying that she was very puzzled why Duan Qingyuan asked so.

She also thought suspiciously: Now Duan Qingyuan doesn't pursue my relationship with Mo Yuechen, but instead investigates my relationship with that uncle, right? He just doesn't believe in me anyway, does he?

"What's wrong? Why are you asking me such a gratuitous and boring question? She didn't answer for the time being, but asked Duan Qingyuan directly.

This time, Duan Qingyuan's attitude was stubborn and strong, forcing her to say: "You answer me first." ”

Because Feng Zhenzhen is upright and worthy of her heart, at this moment, she has become not afraid of him at all.

She raised her head, thought for a moment, and asked him again, "Then which kind of favorite are you asking?" Is it the love between friends, or the love between lovers? ”

Duan Qingyuan spit out the words in a cold voice again, and quickly replied, "No distinction." To like is to like, and not to like is not to like. ”

Feng Zhenzhen has always been straightforward and does not like to speak with a clear conscience. So, she bluntly said: "I don't hate it anyway." As for liking it, I can't talk about it. ”

Suddenly, the complexity in Duan Qingyuan's eyes was reduced a lot. He stopped talking, and he didn't look at Feng Zhenzhen anymore, but lowered his head again, eating the last few remaining noodles.

After the big bowl of noodles was all swept away, he coldly warned Feng Zhenzhen: "Be careful of him." It's best not to see him again in the future. ”

Feng Zhenzhen was very calm and calm, and her face did not change. However, because of this, she also confirmed her previous guess, she was right, Duan Qingyuan just didn't believe in her person. Duan Qingyuan always doubted her, either she had a leg with this man or a leg with that man.

She tilted her head again, looking not very happy, and responded indifferently to Duan Qingyuan, saying, "Oh, I know." ”

Anyway, she thought that the chance for her to see Bu Zhengrong in the future would definitely be very rare. Bu Zhengrong is a foreigner, and he is so old, the next time he comes to City A, I don't know if it will be a few years or more than ten years or decades later. It's also possible that he won't come back in his life. After all, the person who worried him here had long since passed away.

Thinking of this, unconsciously, Feng Zhenzhen's face became more gloomy. As she thought about it, she thought of her poor aunt again.